Chapter 1187 (1/2)
”Boom, boom, boom!”
When the loud noise reached the gloven hill, Isaac and Lucian stood among the ruins, and the black prison at the entrance of the gloven hill was close at hand.
”What's the matter?”
Isaac looked back suddenly and looked at the gray pupil boy behind him.
”That smoke... Is the direction of the city gate.” Lucian frowned: ”calculate the time, Ayn, they should almost arrive, maybe...”
”No, maybe, you're not sure it's them or just at the gate, right?” Isaac interrupted impatiently:
”What's more, even if you know what you can do - rush over now and use your brain. Do you think it's time?”
”I'm not saying I have to rush to help them. I mean...”
”You mean you don't know what you want to do now - we've discussed this before, and I don't want to discuss it again.” Isaac snapped:
”Let me reiterate that there is only one thing we can do now, that is...”
Poop!
Without giving him a chance to finish, the gray pupil boy with a sudden change of face put Isaac on the ground with an elbow.
Isaac, who was lying on the ground in a hurry, curled up behind Lucian skillfully and looked around in fear: ”there is an enemy? Where?”
”Right ahead... In the black prison.”
The expressionless grey pupil boy stared at the direction of the gate of the black prison without blinking.
”How many?”
”I don't know. I can only say... A lot.”
”What should I do?”
”I don't know. Maybe... I can only break in front.”
”Break into the front...”
Isaac was stunned at first, then suddenly remembered something and shook his head in panic: ”no! No, I won't do it! I don't want to be like the last time I was in the Dragon King City... Ah!”
Before he could finish, Isaac was grabbed by Lucian, carried behind him, and then rushed into the black prison.
High level spell, force impact.
In the roaring wind, the roar of ice crack and the scream of Isaac, the gray pupil boy's eyes turned gray blue again.
The evil god's mark behind his neck burned like a brand. From the original shallow layer to now, it seems to pierce the skin and flesh and directly engrave it on his bones.
”... dear Lucian, please don't take this as a deal. After all, you and I have the same goal. We all want to do everything we can to protect our common friend, Loren Turin;”
”So don't worry, I won't threaten you with this mark, because I don't need - sooner or later, you will completely change from 'man' to 'Apostle' for this power, because only by doing so, you... An ordinary man with some fighting talent can keep up with the pace of our Savior, Loren Turin;”
The roaring wind in the ear, mixed with the strength of the void in the air, made the gray pupil boy have some kind of auditory hallucination; It was as if some annoying blonde was looking at himself with a false smile.
”But don't be afraid of it, because we are all for the same goal, aren't we? We are all for dear Loren, but in different ways; sacrifice... I always think that there is no better way to reflect your friendship with Loren.”
”Dear Lucian, what do you think?”
Poof!
In Isaac's scream, the rotten corpse devil had been torn to pieces by the invisible ”air wave” three steps away before he had time to rush in front of them.
”Boom...”
The roaring tide of demons poured out of the gate of the black prison and hit like rolling waves.
With a strong step, the gray pupil boy with Isaac on his back jumped in place, held his sharp blades back and aimed at the bottom.
Then it fell suddenly.
”Dong --!”
The violent air wave centered on the squatting lucerne and expanded outward in a hemispherical shape; The rapidly rotating air stream twisted all the approaching demons into pieces.
The frightened Isaac opened his eyes... This time not only the rotten corpse devil, but also the living man distorted and mutated by the force of the void... Or the corrosion devil... Was crushed alive in the impact of the open force of Lucian, dyeing the air wave red.
Riding the violent airflow, half squatting on the ground, Lucian is ready to sprint.
”Isaac!”
”What are you doing?”
”Hold me tight. There may be some bumps next.”
”When are you still in the mood to joke?” Isaac was scared and almost cried: ”with our relationship, you don't have to use this nonsense old joke. You did it again...”
The sound of crying echoed for a long time. As the two figures disappeared into the depths of the black prison filled with countless demons, they gradually dissipated.
When they rushed into the black prison, they found that the situation was more terrible than they thought.
Countless, only countless can describe what they see now - the whole black prison and even all the passages in the black prison have been crowded with countless layers of demons, corrupt living people and ghosts who don't know what!
Thick bloody smell, rotten sour smell, dull and airless suffocation, plus the smell of nausea, nausea and fear caused by the void reaction emitted by countless rotten corpse demons.
Isaac with wide eyes covered his mouth for the first time - not afraid to vomit on Lucian, but in such a dark place, once his body was out of control, his reason would collapse.
In addition, he was really worried that if he vomited out, Lucian would instinctively throw himself out.
”Pooh! Pooh! Pooh! Pooh! Pooh!”
Two sharp blades flew up and down with Lucian's running figure, opening a way in the channel filled with all kinds of demons; The torn pieces of magic objects, mixed with all kinds of strange liquid that can't see the color - because it's too dark - spray and sprinkle on Isaac's face.
Because the speed of the grey pupil boy's sprint was too fast, and because the liquid sprayed out too fast, it was as cruel as slapping Isaac in the face.
”Pa! PA! PA! PA!”
”Pooh! Pooh! Pooh! Pooh! Pooh!”
”Pop! Pop! Pop! Pop! Pop! Pop...”
”Holy Cross, his grandmother's, I've had enough!”
Isaac's face was red and swollen, and his voice was crying: ”can't you slow down a little? You're going to die!”